Tag Archives: Parenting

When it ended

  “The good news is, I’m alive! The bad news is, I fell in a crevasse.” These words came to me while my husband, Doug, was driving down from Paradise base camp on Mt. Rainier to return home. “What?” I … Continue reading

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weeding and weeping

step into the garden   silence   cedar trees and alders sentinels the greyed bench tipping back now needs to be righted   my ½-weeded garden sweet woodruff and oregano larkspur and foxglove and horse tails that grow   while … Continue reading

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I should be packing

I should be packing but the dinner dishes are crowding the sink, barely rinsed and I am here tucked under an afghan reading Walt Whitman to my soul’s content   You see every sweater and trinket and plate has a … Continue reading

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That Moby Wrap of love kinda feeling

I met my new nephew a few weekends ago. Dang he’s cute (this is his newborn photo). He is my brother’s first child and their little family is in the throws of figuring each other out. At 6 weeks, Morgan … Continue reading

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Imperfection

Let me teach you how to treat me With forgiveness and patience I’m not so good at perfection. I know you won’t mind when I tell you I tried for many years but it almost killed me So I have … Continue reading

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The Un-blame Game

Let’s say we all make a pinky promise; a pact of sorts like in the old days. A “Cross my heart, hope to die” sort of thing. Let’s promise ourselves we will no longer blame other people for our feelings … Continue reading

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The Crescent lunch counter

My mom died a little over 5 years ago in March. ON MY BIRTHDAY. For a few years I felt like she did it on purpose, dying on my Birthday. “That’s what you get for being on the outs with … Continue reading

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